O'Sullivan was stunned.
When he faced the haughty, aloof Duoxu, he had never seen her act so cleverly in front of Luo Yan.
If he weren't certain that he'd never messed around, O'Sullivan would've wondered whether someone had taught him to imitate Yueyan.
He pondered for a long while, then decided not to expose Duoxu's little trick.
After all, aside from Chang Feng's handsome looks, Duoxu was also the eldest daughter of one of the seven great clans.
As far as O'Sullivan was concerned, he'd known plenty of beautiful girls, but not one of them could compare with Duoxu in either appearance or intelligence.
To be blunt, none of his girlfriends were worthy of Duoxu!
Faced with O'Sullivan's question, Luo Yan pretended to be confused.
"What do you mean?"
O'Sullivan glanced at Duoxu, who was standing nearby, then asked, "I mean, how did you manage to be so clever right in front of her? Could you teach me?"
Huoyao spoke with an air of sudden realization, then quickly explained.
"We didn't do anything, and we hardly even saw her during our time at the History Academy. I don't know why she'd be trying to trick you."
O'Sullivan sighed, looking at the sincere expression on Luo Yan's face. It was obvious he wasn't pretending.
So Duoxu hadn't taken an interest in him. She'd simply spotted Luo Yan, who was clearly the most outstanding man in the group, and decided to make her move?
How was that possible?
As the eldest daughter of one of the seven great clans, Duoxu could easily have set her sights on Zhu Zhuqing and found herself a man that way.
Why would she turn down O'Sullivan, a naturally gifted man with innate soul power, just to go after Luo Yan?
It made no sense.
O'Sullivan fell silent, suspiciousness rising in his heart.
Huoyao didn't even look at him. She focused intently on the strange aura between Zhu Zhuqing and Duoxu, standing close together.
Apart from Taolangke, only he and Huohuo were Soul Venerables. He couldn't possibly compete with Huohuo, and according to the rules of the Great Soul Arena, each person could only enter one match per day. Now, he naturally understood what was going on.
As for Huoyao, whether she entered the Soul Arena or not was completely irrelevant.
With her mental strength, she couldn't possibly train her abilities by fighting in the Soul Arena.
But by the time Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu's soul power reached Rank 30, Duoxu would have reached it as well. He was afraid he wouldn't have another chance to enter the Soul Arena.
Zhu Zhuqing and Duoxu would definitely challenge him together, and Xiao Wu might not even get a chance to enter the Soul Arena.
After all, it would make more sense to get closer to Luo Yan first, then join him at the History Academy later.
Huoyao was very curious. When Xiao Wu finally asked to join her team, what kind of expression would Han San make?
With Taolangke and the others' matches over, they naturally didn't stay at the Great Soul Arena any longer.
But as they were leaving, Han San noticed someone with a familiar aura. Only then did he turn around and ask,
"Where's Dean Flender? Isn't he coming back to the academy with me?"
Huohuo shrugged, looking as casual as ever.
"No need to worry about the dean. He's always vanishing without a trace."
The purple-haired man beside them shook his head and said,
"The vice dean asked me to tell him to go to his shop. He probably won't be back for a while. You two should go ahead."
Hearing that, Huohuo curled his lip and muttered,
"Then I'll head back first. Take care of yourself."
The purple-haired man chuckled, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, then deliberately asked,
"Boss Dai, aren't you coming?"
Huohuo clenched his teeth. He wanted to slap that oblivious idiot who never knew when to keep his mouth shut, but in the end, he simply gave a cold snort and said, "I've got better things to do. Go on ahead."
The purple-haired man wagged his finger. In his mind, he wondered how Huohuo could look down on women from humble backgrounds when he himself had gone to places like the Rose Hotel.
Dai, who had just returned from the Star Luo Empire, shook his head, unsure what to say.
Watching the purple-haired man hurry off, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Duoxu all gazed after him with longing.
If only things had been as simple as they looked. How could they ever have the nerve to confess to so many people in front of Luo Yan, who clearly had no interest in them?
The most embarrassing part was Luo Yan's reminder in the diary.
She had understood the implication clearly: Feng Xiangde had sent the purple-haired man to the Rose Hotel, and the women who had gone with him had all been hired to help him win the Soul Arena matches.
Just thinking about it made her feel guilty. She wished she could run straight back to Taolangke's academy and apologize.
Seeing her mood turn strange, Huohuo hurried to explain.
"Fatty has a flaw in his martial soul. If he can't control the phoenix fire he releases, it'll affect his cultivation and could even send him down the path of evil."
"But don't worry. Fatty won't force anyone. The women he goes after are prostitutes; it's all consensual."
"Besides, I'm not like Fatty. I'm more principled than he is."
Hearing that, Luo Yan couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, so you're more principled. He goes after low-class prostitutes, while you go straight to the Rose Hotel and hire a pregnant woman."
The group could no longer hide their laughter. They turned their strange looks toward Huohuo, especially Zhu Zhuqing, who walked right up behind Luo Yan.
Duoxu had the same idea. As if afraid Huohuo might hit her, she hurried over and stood beside Luo Yan.
Xiao Wu looked from side to side. She also wanted to get closer, but she already knew Huoyao well, so the only place she could hide was behind Han San.
But now that she gradually believed Han San was a demon from beyond the realm, and that he might even take revenge on her in the future, Xiao Wu didn't want to get too close to him if she had a choice.
Wasn't the way she'd just reacted proof enough? Such a small action had made such a big difference!
Huohuo felt as if something were crushing his heart. Under Luo Yan's mocking gaze, with Zhu Zhuqing and Duoxu looking at him with disdain, he felt a wave of frustration rise within him. His face turned red, then white, as he stared at them with resentful eyes.
"You really think I'm afraid of you?!"
Huohuo bared his teeth and glared fiercely at Luo Yan. His soul power surged, and he looked ready to explode into a fight with him at any moment.
Seeing this, Han San and O'Sullivan hurriedly stepped between them, breaking up the tension.
"Don't get worked up, Huoyao has a point, and we're all on the same team. Let's just drop it."
Huohuo wanted to fight Huoyao, but remembering what had happened at the Rose Hotel, and how the vice dean had slapped him down with a single blow, he could only force himself to endure it.
"Fine, little San. I'll let you off this time."
Huohuo turned and walked away, leaving Han San to give Luo Yan an awkward smile.
"I'll go check on him. Xiao Wu, why don't you head back to the academy with Huoyao first?"
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